[Nico makes no move so far to push Will away due to the physical contact.]
It didn't feel that way for awhile. Ever heard of Minos? The king who sent people into the Labyrinth to be killed by the Minotaur? I summoned his ghost. He tricked me, convinced me I could bring Bianca back. I learned how to fight and use my abilities by training with the dead. I made my way to my father eventually, convinced him to help the gods fight against Kronos in the Battle of Manhattan. [He knows Will knows what happened during that because he remembers Will being there.]
After the battle, everyone was really nice to me at camp. I finally felt like I might belong there... until a week passed and people started treating me like I'd worn out my welcome. So I left again.
[And now they're getting into territory about things he didn't tell Will the first time he was here, but with the recent happenings in the dark zone...]
I found Hazel, brought her to the Camp Jupiter. My father told me about it, told me to keep it a secret that I knew. Thanatos... The god of death, he was chained by Gaia's minions so the Doors of Death were open and monsters kept on coming back. I thought I might be able to bring Bianca back but she'd... she'd chosen to be reborn and try for the Isle of the Blest. [Talking about the fact that he'd never seen his sister again still isn't easy for him, but he musters on.]
I went searching for the Doors to see if I could do something to help, maybe close them from the other side. I don't like sitting back and doing nothing when other people are off on quests. [The last time he'd done that, his sister hadn't come back.
His voice gets quieter with his next words.] I found out where the other side of the Doors were. Tartarus. Gaia's minions captured me. The only reason I got out was because they brought me back to the surface to use me as bait for the others by sticking me in a jar. If... If they hadn't come, I would have... [He trails off, throat closing up as he hands curl up into tight fists. It takes a moment for him to find his voice again.] This place... It's not as bad as Tartarus - nothing is worse than that - but it's still... not easy. I've managed, I'm used to being alone, but you, you're used to being at camp... I'm sorry you're stuck here.
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It didn't feel that way for awhile. Ever heard of Minos? The king who sent people into the Labyrinth to be killed by the Minotaur? I summoned his ghost. He tricked me, convinced me I could bring Bianca back. I learned how to fight and use my abilities by training with the dead. I made my way to my father eventually, convinced him to help the gods fight against Kronos in the Battle of Manhattan. [He knows Will knows what happened during that because he remembers Will being there.]
After the battle, everyone was really nice to me at camp. I finally felt like I might belong there... until a week passed and people started treating me like I'd worn out my welcome. So I left again.
[And now they're getting into territory about things he didn't tell Will the first time he was here, but with the recent happenings in the dark zone...]
I found Hazel, brought her to the Camp Jupiter. My father told me about it, told me to keep it a secret that I knew. Thanatos... The god of death, he was chained by Gaia's minions so the Doors of Death were open and monsters kept on coming back. I thought I might be able to bring Bianca back but she'd... she'd chosen to be reborn and try for the Isle of the Blest. [Talking about the fact that he'd never seen his sister again still isn't easy for him, but he musters on.]
I went searching for the Doors to see if I could do something to help, maybe close them from the other side. I don't like sitting back and doing nothing when other people are off on quests. [The last time he'd done that, his sister hadn't come back.
His voice gets quieter with his next words.] I found out where the other side of the Doors were. Tartarus. Gaia's minions captured me. The only reason I got out was because they brought me back to the surface to use me as bait for the others by sticking me in a jar. If... If they hadn't come, I would have... [He trails off, throat closing up as he hands curl up into tight fists. It takes a moment for him to find his voice again.] This place... It's not as bad as Tartarus - nothing is worse than that - but it's still... not easy. I've managed, I'm used to being alone, but you, you're used to being at camp... I'm sorry you're stuck here.